Magic Wanda - Sex Stories

Magic Wanda

... I needn’t have worried. Aunt Wanda was obviously an excellent mind reader. She held her hand over mine and instructed me to hold out two fingers together. She pushed them down under the latex black knickers she was wearing, into the unknown. I felt my cock start to twitch again as we brushed through her mound of pubic hair above her nether lips and she slid them lightly over her clit and then more firmly down and over her slick labia. It felt magnificent and I looked at Aunt Wanda’s face and gave her a smile full of amazement, just as a c***d would have done, riding a bike for the first time without the aid of a parent. She ran my fingers up and down over her slit and labia and gradually worked up the pace. She started to moan as we got a rhythm going and the sounds coming out of her mouth and the sensations on my finger tips soon had my cock standing proud and ready for action again. “I think these knickers are a little restrictive Ricky. Would you do the honours and pull them down over my ankles?” asked Aunt Wanda in her best husky voice. She lifted my hand out from her knickers and I immediately broke free from her grasp and tried to f***e the knickers by pushing them down over her thighs. She slapped my wrist playfully. “Not so eager big boy. Go down to the bottom of the bed and pull them off…slowly!” “Sorry Aunt Wanda,” I said. “And quit apologising for everything Ricky. I know you’ve never done this before. I know it’s not going to be perfect. That’s why it’s exciting ...

... for me too. Just enjoy it and remember any tips I give you for next time.” Next time? I shook my head and wondered how exactly, had my luck changed so dramatically. I almost expected to look up and see my own angel grinning back at me. The last twenty four hours were turning out to be better than any fantasy I’d ever come up with. I couldn’t keep the smile off my face as I got up off the mattress and stepped round to the bottom of the bed. My cock was bobbing about in front of me and I stood for a second, taking in the most erotic sight I’d ever seen. Aunt Wanda was lying in front of me, playing with her tits and nipples, dressed like a glamour model, waiting for me to take her knickers off to reveal her sex. I ran my hands from her ankles, over the fabric of her stockings and up her legs. I brushed the underside of her knees and she jumped a little. I paused for a moment and then carried on up to her thighs, over her frilly stocking tops and onto her wonderful naked flesh. I reached her knickers and hooked my fingers under the top of them, pulling down carefully. As I did, Aunt Wanda raised her hips up and they slid down easily, over her thighs and to her knees. I stopped to look up at her exposed pussy beneath the mass of little curly black hairs. It was a moment I’ll never forget. Aunt Wanda sucked on her finger and ran it up and down her pussy lips, gently parting them as she did. I somehow managed to carry on pulling down her panties as I watched her finger disappear up ...